After I left work yesterday, I did a few errands for Xmas and I pondered buying a bottle of wine. I didn't. Instead , I counted in my head how many days in a row I had of no alcohol. I was working on Day 4. While wrapping presents last night w/ my son I thought to myself, I would have drank the whole bottle if I bought one. Wonder how bad my wrappings would of looked? When we were done, kids went up to bed, I sat down, my back was sore, and I thought I deserve a lil reward for all I did tonight. I had something to make a mixed drink. I resisted and glad I did. I went to bed at 11 and woke two times after some strange dreams. I bagged the gym this morning and enjoyed the extra hour of sleep.
It will be a long weekend of parties, celebrations and the crazy family is coming to town. I have plans to hit the gym tomorrow morning, so I will stay away from the wine tonight, that is the plan anyway.
Why don't I always have the will-power to stick to the plan?
Happy Friday to all!